That had been an acceptable trade-off for finally putting into motion the means to the end to a thousand year old problem the Fleet had been saddled w...th. Purg, he was already nearly twenty years past the point that most people entered final retirement anyway. Wasn’t being asked for his resignation worth the price of going down in history as the hume who finally freed the Fleet from the homebody obligation? It had all seemed so reasonable at the time. He even remembered having thoughts that the. " He paused. "120."Aldyth snorted. "Fuck off! If you're so good, why weren't you busy when I arrived?" Then she noticed the compbooks on a shelf, schematics of power transfer conduits - she recognised them immediately, snatching one book, turning and sneering at him, her latent Welsh accent emerging. "You're studying Rigging? You, a man?"Jimi quickly set his glass aside and reached for the book, hugging it against his chest like a baby. "Why not? It's not illegal." No," she admitted. "Just a. I performed the first circle easily and no one saw anything unexpected.Tom said, "We'll fly lower and slower. Janice let me work the controls. Feel what I'm doing with your feet and hands. Listen to the engine as I get it close to stalling. I'm going to slip around to hold the plane more level. I'll teach you later. It's easy." He did and I could feel the foot pedals and wheel working and watched the plane slip sideways to make a circle while holding almost completely level. He brought the air. We traveled for an hour and then I slammed the brakes on as my eyes looked at the trip indicator. "This is fucking impossible," I snapped out."What is?" Vala asked as she came out of the cabin."The trip odometer says we have gone just over a thousand miles..." And what's that mean?" she asked as she interrupted me."We have only been gone for seven days; the top speed of this DUK is forty miles an hour. But I have been keeping us at ten to fifteen miles per hour when the terrain has been flat.